[i]"I'm Mir'ika, daughter of the most badass guy ever!"[/i]
She says, gleefully.
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Thanks. You too. *Mortar places his hand in between shoulder blades and his sword begins to form. It is definitely unique, it is a four and a half foot long dark blue katana/broadsword mix, seemingly made of a strange alloy. When it is fully formed, it ignites in emerald green flames* Well, I don't know about you, but I'm feeling lucky. *Some sort of fabric seems to branch out from his back and wraps around his limbs, eventually making what appears to be a metallic long sleeved shirt, pants, and boots. He pulls a ninja mask over his face, and a crimson sash with loads of knives on it over him, and looks around.* Alright, let's see... any volunteers?
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That'll be good. *Mortar begins to walk down a large corridor, looking around and occasionally stopping, thinking he heard something, but then just continues* Yeah, this is the boring part. But, it's much more rewarding. SUCK IT DOOM, YOUR GAMES WILL NEVER BE LIKE THIS.